Thursday, March 27, 2008

A Sixth Sense

I have had two fears in my life that have been with me since childhood. For both of these fears I can pin-point an exact event that lead to each phobia.


When I was 10, I was at a beach house on vacation. I was sharing a room with a friend. We found spiders all over the place during the day and It didn't affect me much, but kind of creeped me out. The last night we were there, I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom (a little nervous that I might step on a spider in the dark, I tip-toed carefully). When I got back to my room, I could "feel" a spider was lurking near by, so I turned on the light quickly. Sure enough, there on the wall, 1 inch from my pillow was the biggest spider I had ever seen in my 10- year-old life! I was sweaty, paralyzed and wondering what to do next. I grabbed the end of my sleeping bag, shook it out (to get rid of any spiders that could have crept in while I was out) and went out to the family room. I settled myself on the couch and tried to sleep. No use. Visions of giant spiders were spinning in my mind. If you know me, you know my imagination works overtime with even the slightest hint of a scary idea! I stayed awake ALL night (looking at "Where's Waldo" and glancing around every 30 seconds for creepy crawlies...).
It has literally been 20 years (am I that old?) since that experience and I am not proud to say I have had this fear, strongly, ever since. Ask any friend/ family member.
As a newlywed, I stayed up late one night, waiting motionless, for Ryan to get home from work so he could kill a spider in our apartment. Pathetic, I know. The thing that gets me, is that I KNOW when there's a spider lurking somewhere. It's silly I know, but I swear I have a sixth sense about it! Since having children I have become SO much better! I can actually kill an unwelcome, house-dwelling spider now (unless it's really big and really black).

Large, Mean Dogs

Another fear (which has lessened over time as well) are dogs. Now, I wrote "large, mean dogs" but sad to say, I have actually climbed a tree to escape an angry wiener dog that was chasing me on a run. I have so many dog stories, it's ridiculous! But what triggered this fear was what happened when I was 6. Mom and I were going to be "friendly neighbors" and meet the new family up the street. After a knock on the door and a happy greeting from our new friend, out runs a big black dog ("Annie"...I'll never forget). I scream, it bites me in the rear and I cry. The rest is history.
This is where the sixth sense comes in. I swear I will be out for a run, happy as can be and then I will stop abruptly because I can "sense" the oncoming enemy. Sure enough, I will see a random, stray dog off in the distance. I will turn around and go the other direction and be done with my run. It happened just the other day, actually. To make this phobia worse (just when I thought it was getting better) I wen to see the movie "I Am Legend". When I got up the next morning to run it was super dark outside from the time change. In comes my crazy imagination again. Now, I KNEW hairless, vicious dogs were NOT going to jump out at me from behind the parked cars, or from the dark shadows of the street...but you never know! So, again, because of this silly phobia, I had to alter my running routine. oh dear.
Some day I hope to be phobia free...
I could fill this whole blog with crazy dog stories, but I 'll spare you.

anyone else have any phobias??

Thursday, March 20, 2008

welcoming a new cousin

We were so lucky to have our new baby cousin, Kara, to come visit us! Thank you Aunt Kaylynn for coming and sharing her with us! We loved to hold her, cuddle her, rock her and give her plenty of kisses and loves. (Even use her as a pillow?) Welcome to our big, fun-loving family!

Monday, March 17, 2008

How to Catch a Leprechaun...

Legend has it that Leprechauns are small, mischievous, messy and sneaky. We decided to try to catch one to see if it's really true:

First, we laid the bait: Goldfish.

Then, we set the trap (very high-tech, I know)

After waiting and waiting...they checked the evidence:
They were happy to see Leprechaun footprints, and a mess in the driveway!
He even left a prize!!

We caught him!!
And we discovered...

the legend really IS true!
(Our little leprechaun is all they say they should be)
Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Sunday, March 16, 2008

You Live Where?

Ok. There was a time whenever I told people where I lived they would chuckle and ask again the name of it. I couldn't blame them. Then they would ask where it is and I would have to further explain why we would move to such a place. After all, this general area carries a biased not-so-good stigma with it, but times have changed, and so have I.
I will no longer feel like I have to justify anything. I am proud and content of where I live.
A few weeks ago the hills were all lush green from the rain, and now they are smothered in yellow, orange, or purple flowers. I think we got lucky with this place. Everything new and a mountain such as this photo only 200 meters away.
So, for me, no more diverting the conversation about my town, or why I'm there. I love it and will stand for it. It think it's good for families to find themselves content, or at least to seek out the positive where they live. After all, bad things and bad people are all over the earth. Hate to say it, ... really hate to say it since it was a sign my mom made in Relief Society that I stared at for 18 years... "Home is where the heart is".